No hope for eternal life

Mu Yanggu took the storage bag and immediately clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for helping me out of this urgent situation, I will definitely repay you soon."

"Brother, you are becoming distant now. It's okay if you don't return it." Mu Qun waved his hand and said nonchalantly.

On the other side, Mu Changsheng had already left the town and felt that his steps were particularly brisk today.

"It's a good time to try out the feeling of using spiritual power to travel." Mu Changsheng thought to himself, and at the same time, he poured the spiritual power in his dantian into the meridians in his legs. He immediately felt that his legs became a lot lighter and his speed increased greatly.

"Let's go." Mu Changsheng took a step and ran wildly.

Half an hour later, most of the spiritual power in Mu Changsheng's dantian was consumed. He had to resume normal walking and took out a medium-grade spirit stone to restore his spiritual power.

It was the first time in his life that Mu Changsheng used a mid-grade spirit stone. He felt refreshed and his recovery speed was many times faster than usual.

“It will be great once I break through to the Foundation Establishment Stage. Then my spiritual energy won’t be consumed so quickly. I’ll be able to control the air and fly, and I’ll be able to practice various magic techniques.” Mu Changsheng was looking forward to the future as he hurried on his way.

After traveling for nearly a whole day, Mu Changsheng arrived at his first destination, Qihua County. The journey to Nansha City was long for Mu Changsheng, and his cultivation was only at the Qi Refining Stage, so he got tired easily, so he planned to rest for a day in Qihua County.

"The fee to enter the city is one low-grade spirit stone." The soldier guarding the city said to Mu Changsheng who wanted to enter the city. Compared to a small town or the wilderness, the city is obviously safer, so there is a fee to enter the city.

Mu Changsheng had been to Qihua City with his father Mu Yanggu before, and he knew the rules here. He immediately took out a hundred spiritual grains and handed them to the soldiers guarding the city: "Here."

Regarding spiritual grains and spiritual stones, each city has a different exchange rate, but no matter where you are, the value of one hundred spiritual grains is definitely higher than one low-grade spiritual stone. Mu Changsheng didn't want to bargain for a few spiritual grains and cause trouble, so he gave a little more.

"Tsk, you have some sense." The soldier guarding the city took the spiritual grain and let it go, with a look of contempt on his face. In his opinion, only the lowest-level cultivators would use something like spiritual grain.

Mu Changsheng heard a very obvious "tsk" sound from the other party's mouth, and understood the other party's contempt for him, but he didn't care, because Yang Wuque once taught him that summer insects cannot talk about ice.

Inside the city gate, many people were eagerly waiting. They made a living as guides here, and young men like Mu Changsheng were the hot cakes in their eyes. They came forward one after another and offered themselves: "Young man, you are probably not familiar with Qihua City. Do you need me to be your guide? I only need three low-grade spirit stones."

"Choose me, choose me. I only need two low-grade spirit stones."

Although Mu Changsheng had been to Qihua City with his father before, he had never wandered around and was not familiar with the place. He really needed a guide. After choosing and choosing, Mu Changsheng pointed to a middle-aged man and said, "Let's choose you."

The man's offer was three low-grade spirit stones. If the offer was too low, he was afraid it was a scam. But if the offer was too high, he would feel reluctant to part with it. So a price that was neither too high nor too low was just right.

"Tsk." "That's a bargain for you."

Upon hearing this, everyone dispersed. Each industry has its own rules, and once the employer has made his or her choice, they will not argue anymore.

"Hehe." The middle-aged man called Mao Wu smiled naively, patted his chest and said to Mu Changsheng: "Little brother, just tell me where you want to find. I have lived in Qihua City for decades, and there is no place I don't know."

"I want to find a study with good reputation. After buying the books, I will look for a safe and cheap inn." Mu Changsheng stated his goals one by one like pouring beans from a bamboo tube.

"No problem, leave it to me." Mao Wu said happily. Mu Changsheng would only go to two places, so he would not waste too much of his time. This was good news for him. His previous employers would pay three low-grade spirit stones and take him around for a day.

Not long after, Mao Wu brought Mu Changsheng straight to the door of a study room. On the plaque was engraved four big words: Sui Xin Study Room.

There are not many customers in the study. The boss is a little fat and lies leisurely on the armchair with his eyes slightly closed. He does not say a word and lets the customers choose. It really lives up to the name of the study, which means "follow your heart".

Mu Changsheng did not say anything to disturb his boss, but started looking for a book on his own. This time he was naturally looking for the practice essay that Yang Wuque had specifically instructed him to do.

After Mu Changsheng entered the study, he quickly found his target and immediately picked up a book of spiritual practice essays to read.

But as soon as he opened the first page, Mu Changsheng frowned, because the author of this cultivation essay was not Yu Daoling.

Mu Changsheng put down the book in his hand and looked around, only to find that there were many different types of "cultivation essays" here, obviously all from different authors.

Mu Changsheng's brows relaxed. He finally understood why Yang Wuque had deliberately emphasized the author's name. It seemed that the title "Essays on Cultivation" was quite popular, and there were indeed many books with the same name.

So, Mu Changsheng began to search through many essays on cultivation.

But Mu Changsheng searched for a long time and still couldn't find Yu Daoling's version of the practice essay.

In desperation, Mu Changsheng could only choose to ask for help from the owner of the study. He immediately ran to the owner, bowed and said: "Excuse me, do you have the Yu Daoling version of the practice essay?"

Hearing this, the slightly fat boss opened his eyes for a moment, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, he looked Mu Changsheng up and down, then smiled and said: "Brother, what you said is right. To be honest, all the versions of the practice essays in the study are imitations of that senior Yu Daoling. And Yu Daoling's version of the practice essay is a hot commodity from another world, and our shop doesn't have it anymore. If you are willing to pay a deposit of 100 low-grade spirit stones, you can come and pick it up in half a month."

“So that’s how it is.” Mu Changsheng suddenly understood after hearing this. No wonder there were so many versions of the practice essay. Although it was not available for purchase for the time being, he believed that Nansha City, as a county city, would definitely sell it. Therefore, there was no need to pay a deposit here to buy it. He also became more and more looking forward to Yu Daoling’s version of the practice essay.

Just when Mu Changsheng was about to turn around and leave, he caught a glimpse of a book called The Complete Collection of Talismans out of the corner of his eye.